Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 390 Elder Jin Chi: I'm going to post
In the desolate forest on a snowy night, the bonfire flickered, illuminating Tang Sanzang's face with changing light and shade. He stared at the fragrant grilled fish in his hand in a trance.

After a long while, he sighed and pushed the grilled fish in his hand away, "Wukong, you eat it."

Sun Wukong was stunned when he took the grilled fish, and then his face was full of confusion, "Master, you don't want me to eat it, do you want me to make a mistake?"

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, An Yan and Ao Lie couldn't help laughing.

Tang Sanzang's face darkened, "Nonsense, is my master such a person?"

Sun Wukong chuckled, squatted aside and glanced at An Yan, then said to Tang Sanzang: "Master, have you ever heard of the saying, 'If you keep company with ink, you will become black; if you keep company with vermilion, you will become red.'"

An Yan, who was originally smiling happily, suddenly froze. No, what does this mean?
Ao Lie laughed even more happily, and added fuel to the fire: "Master Sanzang followed my master, so he must be close."

"Xiaobai, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say anything you want. You need to think carefully before you speak." An Yan smiled and looked at Ao Lie who had spoken.

"Hehe, following my master, it's true that one gets redder if he's close to him." Noticing the 'kind' smile on his master's face, Ao Lie shuddered and quickly changed his words, then looked at An Yan in a flattering manner, "Master, I was right, wasn't I?"

An Yan said: "Of course, the reason why I let Sanzang eat fish is just for his health. I definitely don't want him to break the precepts."

The corners of Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched, thinking of An Yan's eccentric personality, this might not be your real thought.

Sun Wukong just smiled and said nothing. Those who understood understood.

Looking at the fragrant grilled fish in his hand, having said that, Sun Wukong really wanted to eat it. He had already made a big fuss in Heaven, so why would he be afraid of breaking his vow?

"Master, I will eat it, but you can't tell the Buddha about me later."

"Wukong, in your eyes, is your master so old-fashioned?" Tang Sanzang felt annoyed, and then gave his reason, "Although you and I have the title of master and disciple, you have not yet officially shaved your head and become a monk. At most, you are my lay disciple of Buddhism."

"The Buddhist rules and regulations only apply to formal monks, and there are no mandatory requirements for lay disciples."

Of course, although there is no mandatory requirement, under normal circumstances, the temple will not tolerate it. I can't eat cabbage and tofu while you drink and eat chicken.

Moreover, Tang Sanzang also roughly understood the temperament of his disciple. Even if he did not allow him to eat, what was the use? He would not know if he ate secretly.

As the saying goes, it is better to open up than to block. If I, as a senior disciple, really want to join Buddhism, I will naturally enlighten my mind and regulate myself.

Otherwise, even if he forced Wukong to join, what would happen? He would still be secretly breaking the precepts and corrupting the Buddhist spirit.

Sun Wukong suddenly realized and stopped being polite. He started to eat with big mouthfuls, muttering, "I am so greedy. I will never eat secretly again."

Tang Sanzang looked as if he had expected this.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was really able to resist the temptation, An Yan was a little impressed by his determination. No wonder he was able to resist the temptation of various female fairies along the way to the West.

If it were him, by the time he arrived at the Great Leiyin Temple, his seeds would probably have spread all over the place.

While eating the sour fruit, Tang Sanzang felt that he had overcome another demon in his heart. He said to An Yan, "An Yan, I think what you said is wrong."

Hearing Tang Sanzang's sudden words, An Yan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart' is not true. Knowing the Buddhist rules and regulations, but knowingly breaking them is disrespectful. How can you respect the Buddha?"

Seeing Tang Sanzang's serious look, An Yan shrugged and said, "I also heard it from other monks. In fact, there is a second half, 'If people in the world imitate me, it is like entering the devil's way'."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Tang Sanzang gnashed his teeth and said, "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

An Yan scratched his face and laughed, "Ahaha, the moon is so round tonight."

"Master, there is no moon tonight." Ao Lie looked up at the dark night sky and reminded.

"Shut up, no one will think you're dumb if you don't speak." An Yan scolded angrily, why did he just learn to destroy his master's place.

During the following days of traveling, An Yan never mentioned letting Sanzang eat meat again.

Time flies, the cold winter months are gradually fading away, spring is coming quietly, the forests are dyed with green, and old trees are sprouting new buds.

They traveled for another two and a half months, during which they passed through the Western Fan Habei Kingdom. The journey was relatively peaceful, with the help of the mountain gods, land gods and river gods, and they did not encounter any monsters. There were only wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, which An Yan gave to Tang Sanzang to practice with.

If you only learn but don't practice, it's just a show-off and useless.

After these days of training, Tang Sanzang's aura has changed a little, and he seems to be on par with Fahai. His face also looks less weak and more confident.

Welcoming the early spring, the two teams of four masters and apprentices bid farewell to the cold winter and enjoyed the spring, and before they knew it, the sun was setting in the west again.

With companions, the originally boring journey was filled with laughter and fun.

"Master, An Ge'er, look, we don't have to sleep outdoors tonight."

Sun Wukong, who was skipping and jumping ahead with the luggage on his back to explore the way, stopped in front of the hillside and looked towards the valley. He waved and shouted happily to An Yan and Tang Sanzang.

An Yan and Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up. Although the scenery of mountains and rivers was infinitely beautiful, they would get tired of seeing it too much. Now that they heard that they saw people again, they hurriedly mounted their horses.

When they arrived at the hillside, they reined in their horses and looked into the distance. They saw towers and pavilions everywhere in the valley. They were not Taoist temples, but Buddhist monasteries.

Since leaving the borders of the Tang Dynasty, there are fewer and fewer Taoist temples as you go west, but more and more Buddhist temples.

The road of preaching is long and arduous!

An Yan looked at Tang Sanzang, "Sanzang, it looks like you will be asked to show up again later."

"Okay, okay." Tang Sanzang has gotten used to it. If it's a Taoist temple, An Yan will come forward, and if it's a Buddhist temple, he will come forward.

"Goku, let's go. Hopefully we can make it before the sun sets."

"Master, An Ge'er, follow closely."

Sun Wukong walked in front to clear the way until they came to a mountain road, and then they followed the mountain road to the temple gate.

An Yan looked and saw layers of palaces, tall bell and drum towers, and numerous pagodas. If he hadn't been wearing foreign clothes, he would have thought he had come to Shaolin Temple.

There is a line in the poem that is really correct.

As expected, there are few pure lands on earth, and most of the world’s famous mountains are occupied by monks.

"Let's go in and visit the owner of this place."

Tang Sanzang dismounted and walked inside, leading the white horse. An Yan followed behind him, leading the white dragon horse and Sun Wukong.

Just as they were about to enter, a monk who was in charge of reception came out of the temple gate. Seeing Tang Sanzang, who was in the front, dressed simply, he couldn't help but look down on him and asked, "Where are you from? What are you doing?"

Tang Sanzang did not care about the monk's attitude and said, "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. I saw that it was getting late when I passed by here, so I wanted to stay in the temple for a night."

The reputation of the Tang Dynasty had long been spread throughout the Western Regions through the merchants who came and went. Upon hearing that Tang Sanzang came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, the monk in charge of reception was surprised. He looked him up and down again, and then said politely: "So you are a master from the Tang Dynasty in the East. Please come in and take a seat. Please."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang also moved back and let Wukong and An Yan in.

You don't know until you see it. When the monk in charge of reception saw the appearance of Sun Wukong and An Yan's Taoist robe, he was shocked by this strange combination, "Why is there a monkey and a Taoist?"

Sun Wukong immediately bared his teeth, led his horse forward, and said with a bared teeth: "What did the monkey do to you? The monkey didn't eat your rice."

An Yan also blinked, stepped forward and said: "What? You won't let the Taoist in here?" Looking at the aggressive look of the two men, especially the grinning look of Sun Wukong, the frightened monk who came to see him shook his head and wanted to close the door and refuse the guest.

Seeing that the temple door was about to close, Tang Sanzang hurried over and pushed it gently. No matter how hard the monk tried, he could not push the door open.

Tang Sanzang raised his palm and said, "Don't be afraid. That monkey is my disciple, and that Taoist is my friend who came with me from the Tang Dynasty. They have no ill intentions."

The monk in charge of reception felt as if the gate was blocked by a huge rock. He looked at the seemingly harmless Tang Sanzang with fear, swallowed his saliva and said, "Then, then come in. I will take you to see the abbot."

Between the big family and his small family, the monk chose his small family and saved his own life first.

As a result, An Yan and Sun Wukong were able to enter the mountain gate smoothly.

After entering the mountain gate, Tang Sanzang saw four big words written on the main hall: Guanyin Temple.

The Guanyin statue enshrined in the hall is inlaid with gold and is extremely luxurious. Even Tang Sanzang could not help but be amazed when he saw it.

At the same time, he also had a question in his mind: this temple is too rich.

"Everyone, the horses are tied outside first, please follow me."

However, the monk in charge of receiving guests had no intention of clearing up Tang Sanzang's doubts, but instead said...

Sun Wukong tied the white horse to a pine tree, and An Yan patted the white dragon horse, "Xiaobai, it's time to get off work."

Then, under the shocked gaze of the monk, the horse spoke, "Okay, Master."

Then there was a flash of white light, and a handsome and elegant young man in white appeared on the spot.

"This! This! A monster!!!"

The monk in charge of receiving guests finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted in fear and ran away, shouting as he ran.

Seeing this, Ao Lie looked at An Yan awkwardly, "Master, have I gotten into trouble?"

"It's none of your business. I didn't think enough." An Yan waved his hand, not blaming Ao Lie.

Tang Sanzang helplessly spread his hands, "Looks like we'll have to camp in the wilderness again tonight."

Sun Wukong said: "Master, we are all here now, so we have to stay for one night, right?"

Tang Sanzang taught him: "Wukong, you have to remember that we are not robbers. How can we force ourselves to stay here without the owner's consent?"

An Yan said: "Wukong, did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Sun Wukong nodded and said seriously: "Master, wait a minute, I will go and get their approval right away."

"Xiaobai, let's go."

Tang Sanzang looked at his disciple who looked like a strong man, and couldn't help but shed a few black lines, "Is this what I mean?"

Sun Wukong chuckled, "Master, it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat."

Just as they were discussing, the monks and elders in the temple, alarmed by the shouting of the monk in charge of receiving guests, grabbed sticks and swords and rushed out.

"Where is this monster? How dare it come to the Guanyin Temple and cause trouble!"

"I think he's tired of living!"

The monk in charge of reception felt confident. He walked in front and brought a group of senior teachers and brothers to the main hall. He pointed at An Yan and his group and said, "That's them! They claim to be from the Tang Dynasty in the East. Bah, look at their poor appearance. I think they are just wild monsters who have transformed into human form to deceive people."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention An Yan, even Tang Sanzang, who was good-tempered, couldn't stand it. He held the nine-ring tin staff and slammed it heavily on the ground. The bluestone floor instantly cracked and snorted coldly: "Amitabha, how can we monks speak ill of others casually?"

The monks, who had been making loud and ferocious noises at first, all looked changed in expression when they saw the cracked bluestone slab, and there was a bit more fear in their eyes when they looked at Tang Sanzang.

The abbot in charge bowed and said, "Master, you are right. It is my fault for not disciplining my children properly."

Then his face turned cold, and he asked the monk in charge of reception: "Did you see it clearly?"

The monk in charge of reception said aggrievedly: "Abbot, it's true, I saw with my own eyes a white horse transformed into a human, it was him."

As he spoke, he pointed at Ao Lie.

Being called a horse, Ao Lie, who was already unhappy, immediately hit back: "I think you are blind and confused. How can I look like a horse?"

The monk in charge of reception suddenly became anxious and almost cried.

Just as the discussion was about to begin, suddenly a golden and silver light attracted their attention.

"Tell me, how much does it cost to stay here for one night?"

It was that sinful box of gold, silver and jewels that was opened by An Yan. The glittering jewels almost blinded the eyes of the abbot and others.

Looking at the box of gold, silver and jewelry, the abbot and other monks held their breath, revealing greed on their faces.

Fortunately, the abbot was a man who had seen the world, and he immediately scolded the monk who was in charge of reception, "You are really blind. You called a great man from the Eastern Land a monster, and you still don't want to apologize to him?"

The monk in charge of reception had no choice but to apologize, otherwise he would be in big trouble for ruining the abbot's good deeds.

Afterwards, the abbot said with a smile: "Master, please quickly put away the money and property. We are outsiders, how could we be greedy for these yellow and white things?"

In that case, people who don’t know would really think that the abbot’s video is nothing more than money and other personal belongings.

But unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes, and none of the opponents are ordinary people.

Tang Sanzang, who had made some progress in his cultivation, also noticed a flash of greed in the abbot's eyes.

He sighed in his heart, Amitabha, what a sin.

An Yan said: "If you really don't want it, then I will put it away."

The abbot said, "Master, just put it away."

Then he asked, "Master, please follow me to the back room for tea. We will have vegetarian food later."

"Then thank you, Abbot."

"You're welcome."

They came to the back room and arranged their seats. Soon, two young monks supporting an old monk appeared outside the door, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The old monk was wearing a square hat inlaid with dazzling gems and a gold brocade robe. Even his shoes were of extraordinary value, and his walking stick was also not an ordinary item.

Rather than being a monk, he is more like a nouveau riche.

The person who came was none other than Elder Jin Chi, an old immortal. Upon hearing that there was a fat sheep coming from the Tang Dynasty in the East, he thought he was going to get rich, so he insisted on being supported by two boys to come out.

Otherwise, he was afraid that his subordinates would steal his gold, silver and jewelry.

(End of this chapter)